Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

Chapter 109 A Sudden Turn of Events

After Hex left, Kyle Wright remained silent, sitting upright in the hall.

He kept stroking the longsword that he hadn't been able to send out.

Anred sat quietly beside him.

He knew in his heart that his father must be disappointed that Hex was unwilling to accept Adelia's longsword, but his father was always proud and would never say it even if he was full of regret.

He couldn't tell his father that Hex was a high-ranking member of the United Front and had no chance of becoming the heir to the Adriatic family.

"That's enough."

Kellright sighed softly, her eyes filled with melancholy.

"It's just that our Adriatic family doesn't have that honor and fortune."

He turned his head to look at his eldest son who was standing beside him, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

Although Anred was his eldest son, he had limited talent and lacked the ability to become a crusader or to study scripture and join the church. He had already reached the limit of his ability by becoming the deputy commander of an army regiment.

From a young age, Anred had a penchant for books that did not conform to the core values ​​of the church. He even published editorials that transgressed church principles while in school. If it weren't for Kelley's protection, he would have been arrested and imprisoned by the police department long ago.

"Anred," he said softly.

"Father, I'm here," Anred quickly replied, awaiting his father's instructions.

"My old friend in Portsmouth had been corresponding with me before."

"He is building a new type of combat force."

"They are called the Marines, and they cooperate with the Royal Navy in its long-range expeditions."

"He urgently needs officers with combat experience to oversee the situation."

"I had previously hesitated to agree because I was concerned that the family needed you to stay behind."

"Now, you shall set off immediately."

Anred was stunned, his face filled with astonishment: "Father, but I—"

"Child, this is a rare opportunity for you," Kelwyn said in a deep voice.

"A family cannot place all its hopes on one person."

"Why?" Andre asked, puzzled.

"Father, are you worried about retaliation from the Tuttle family?"

"Now they should be even more worried about His Excellency the Bishop's suppression of them."

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"It's not just overt retaliation, but also covert suppression and exclusion," Kyle Wright said.

"We have completely offended the Tuttle family, and they will never forget it."

"Bishop Tyrion may appear kind, but he is weak in stance and lacks resolve."

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"When it comes down to life and death, he won't protect us."

"Leaving as soon as possible is the best course of action."

"At the very least, we should leave ourselves a way out."

Anred nodded emphatically, finally understanding his father's good intentions.

"I understand, Father."

Just then, a maid stumbled in, her face pale, and cried out in a hoarse voice.

"Master! Something terrible has happened! The Crusaders have surrounded our entire manor!"

"What?" Anred's expression changed drastically.

Kelwyn stood up abruptly, her voice cold and piercing: "Whose people are they?"

"It's Bishop Tyrion, and—and the convicted Rothschild!"

These words struck Kyle Wright like a thunderbolt, exploding in her mind.

His body swayed violently, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Müller—he's back."

The entire Adelia family rushed into the courtyard in a panic.

The scene before them left everyone utterly disheartened.

The entire Adriatic Estate was already completely surrounded.

Fully armed Crusader and Army soldiers, with guns blazing, had already formed a defensive line in the street, staring menacingly at everyone inside the manor.

Leading the group was Tyrion, with a gloomy expression, and Rothschild, covered in wounds and grinning menacingly.

"How did you get released?" Anred asked incredulously.

"Major Anred, please watch your words."

Rothschild stared intently at the people in the courtyard, his eyes burning with an intense desire for revenge.

"I went to jail just to expose the cancer in Newcastle."

"Besides, I have never confessed, so how can I be considered a sinner?"

Anred turned to look at Tyrion, wanting to ask more, but was stopped by Catherine who reached out and pressed her shoulder.

Kelley stepped out slowly and stood in front of the family members, facing the army outside the door.

"It seems your great-uncle Muller has already returned to Newcastle."

"Kelwyn, you didn't expect I'd still be standing here unscathed, did you!" Rothschild stared at him like a hungry wolf, grinning maliciously.

"I will wash away all the smears you have hurled at me."

"I will avenge every humiliation I have suffered."

"After all, the church has cleared my name!"

"Your Excellency, am I correct?"

Tyrion dared not meet Cerly Wright's gaze; he lowered his head, his chest heaving violently.

"Your Excellency, although I have questioned you before, I did not expect you to turn on me so quickly," Kelley said calmly. "A diocesan bishop with such a fickle stance as you is truly a rare sight in this world."

Tyrion was struck on the heart, and instantly lost control of his emotions, roaring with his neck stiff.

"From beginning to end, I've been a knife in your hands!"

"You're just using me to incite infighting within the Newcastle church!"

"Do you really think I didn't know?"

"When have you ever respected me?!"

His pent-up frustration, annoyance, and rage finally erupted, and he vented his anger on the Adelia family.

"You've colluded with the united front, stirred up internal strife within the church, and still refuse to confess your sins!"

"If you plead guilty, it might be treated as a minor offense!"

He didn't want to explain further, after all, he had lost all authority and was now just a yes-man.

Kyle Wright frowned, and Anred behind her turned deathly pale.

"From this moment forward, the Church will place the entire Adelya people under quarantine and scrutiny."

Tyrion looked at Kellright with a complex expression, his tone numb and cold.

"The manor is under complete lockdown; no one is allowed to enter or leave."

Kelwyn's eyes were cold as she asked in a deep voice, "Where is Muller?"

Why didn't he come in person to bid farewell to his old friend?

"Kelwyn, stop flattering yourself," Rothschild sneered, his tone extremely sinister.

"You're nothing but a disloyal serf under my great-uncle's command!"

Do you think he'll show you mercy?

"He probably can't even remember your name!"

"Get back to the manor! No one is to cross the red line!"

"Those who violate this rule will be punished for apostasy!"

Kyle Wright frowned, her expression growing increasingly serious.

Just then, four or five military trucks sped up and screeched to a halt at the manor gate.

The city garrison soldiers detained dozens of collateral relatives of the Adriatic family.

They all looked terrified, and as they gazed at the family manor that was completely surrounded, they couldn't help but burst into tears.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Anred could no longer contain himself and questioned sharply.

Tyrion's tone was numb as he uttered a cold, indifferent sentence: "Public trial."

"Arrest all those involved and reopen a citywide public trial."

"The targets of this public trial are the Adriar family, and all forces that dare to slander or oppose the Tuttle family."

"You, get ready."

"Vice Archdeacon Tuttle agrees to give you the opportunity to defend yourselves."

After saying that, he turned and left without looking back.

"Your Excellency the Bishop!" Andrei tried to step forward to argue, but was stopped by Kylelet.

Seeing her panicked people, Kylelet's face turned as cold as ice.

An incredibly terrifying suspicion was completely confirmed in his heart.

"Father, what should we do?" Anred asked anxiously, his voice trembling with panic.

"The Tuttle family is using our Adelia family as an example."

"Use our blood to intimidate every family and force in the city that dares to resist them."

Kyle Wright looked up at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief. He finally understood why the young master of the Intel family had insisted on taking Hex on the plane. Hex should have already taken off safely and left this place.

"Fortunately, there's still a spark." After saying that, he couldn't help but shake his head with a self-deprecating laugh.

Unfortunately, this spark could not ultimately carry the fire of Adelia.

"Father----"

"That's enough, Enred." Kelley's eyes were firm as she turned to instruct her eldest son.

"In our final moments, let us firmly remember the family motto of the Adriatic family."

"Edria, let's unite as one."

"Debts must be repaid and grudges must be avenged."

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